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Okay which of ya idiots 'round here was tapping into the Azure Flames? That stuff's not meant for any sorcerer or whatever ta go mucking 'round in. 's real dangerous stuff fer literally e'ryone who ain't me. People've tried and probably blown themselves up while I was takin' my nearly dying nap. I'm 'ere ta make sure ya city ain't on fire and maybe help put down whatever idiot's tryin' ta tap inta it.

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It's late morning. The sun is shining, and there is a man on foot in Domino, cursing 'damned brats' and 'I left my bike in an intentionally safe place with boring people'. He's maybe investigating screams somewhere, that sound like a man being thrown through the sky. Or maybe he's just lost. The city got bigger and weirder since the last time he was here.

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"...alright kid, I know yer prolly like, sand or ground themed or somethin' but sometimes sun beats sand if that sand is also still a young lady. We should get ya into somethin' cooler than jus' bakin' yerself outside, 'cause ya clearly havin' trouble gauging where yer body should be at. Ya got any shade?"

The Samasu madness is strong in this one.

I mean, I could make shade. But that only lasts as long as I'm focused, and I have a whole glorious castle to tend to at all that.

*she could just stop tending to the castle, but it's clear she's a bit nuts.*

Edited 2023-07-09 16:33 (UTC)

Cyril tries to not let his expression show anything besides 'gentle disapproval.

"Ya could... jus'... 'ave an umbrella an' hang out under it while havin' yer castle maintained?"

*she makes a low "ugggggh" sound, like she doesn't want to bother looking for it, but she goes digging through the bag that is definitely not big enough to carry an umbrella, unless it's one of those collapsible ones--

No that is definitely a full-sized beach umbrella she just produced from it after a few minutes of searching.*

This work?

"... Yeah. That should work."

He's curious about what else is in the bag that made it take so long to find, but best to not rile her up.

"Sometimes ya gotta take a break an' take care o' yerself."

I know this is going to sound really crazy.

*she sets up the umbrella so it casts plenty of shade*

But I've had enough of "taking care of myself" for the rest of my life. Sometimes I want to do something incredibly risky and see how far I can go.

"Ya can't be a queen of the land if ya don't take some breaks."

He plops next to you, still in the sun.

"There's limits ta e'rythin' unfortunately. An' pushin' 'em is good, fuck 'em. But sometimes a break's super necessary. I know the feelin' of havin' ta sit idle fer ta long an' tryin' ta do e'rythin' in yer power ta make it so yer not doin' that anymore."

I'm not queen. Yet. *sitting down under the umbrella. the water and the shade are helping, annoyingly. She goes back to rewriting the proper directions.*

And I want to know what that "limit" really is, these days. I haven't really had a good chance to press at those limits, before.

Plus I'd like to do it before something stupid like "the earth gets constantly covered by clouds because the sun is too bright" happens.

"Yeah, well. I think this is a good gauge of goin' over them an' doin' some 'arm ta ya. Maybe set a timer up and gauge if ya need water like, e'ry fifteen minutes?"

He gestures upwards.

"That'd... yeah, that'd be Gren or Noriko's fix, wouldn't it?"

It would be, yes, and I know it's going to ramp up in possibility as it gets hotter and hotter.

Last thing I need is anyone deciding the sun needs to be shut off, anyway.

"...yeah, that'd be real dumb. So I give it a year.

If it 'appens, come find me kid. I can prolly make it hot again fer ya."

I'll keep that in mind, but I know the personification of the Sun, so it might be easier to just bother him about that...

Huh. That's weird. It's almost like this kid is sun obsessed and is seeing how long she could bake in the sun's presence? ... no that's stupid. She's just a little off.

"Yeah, sun and heat/fire are two way different things on the metaphysics. Oh, jeez, sorry. I was so busy frettin' over a kid doin' somethin' dangerous I forgot what lil' manners I got. Cyril, but I also got titles an' shit, if that's yer jam."

Edited 2023-07-09 18:20 (UTC)

Sanae.

Wakahisa, Sanae.

*oh, no. you're pretty sure a name there isn't entirely right by your memory, but more pressingly, now you know why she's crazy.*

"Wakahisa Sanae. Huh."

My memory is full of holes and I'm pretty sure I'm figuring out why with revelations like this.

"Yeah, that'd explain a bit. 'Riko's yer mom?"

*... making a vague gesture, like she's mentally rearranging a few things.*

Yes. Of course. She's my mom. But I was raised by family friends of hers. "Too soon" and all that.

He squints. This is why I hate Dream Magic.

"Yeah. That. Would make sense." I'm not gonna ask about the father, because there probably never was one.

"Well, I guess I'm glad ta 'elp out one of Gren's kids. She probably wouldn't like ya pushin' yerself this 'ard, so like... If she catches wind of this we can kiss the sun goodbye fer a week at least while we try an' convince 'er otherwise."

Yeah. Sorta makes sense.

And for the record, my other parent is Samasu, Souha. Since I can feel you squinting at the fabric of reality over it. *well that might actually explain a thing or two.*

And I have no intention on letting her know anything I do in my personal time when it comes to trying to push my physical limits and tolerance.

"...okay, thanks. That actually helps." He's stopped squinting hard. Still giving the occasional squint. "Timeline... y'know what. I'm gonna stop thinkin' about it right now."

He nods and keeps staring off into the sky.

"A good idea. And I ain't a snitch, but we both know there's a good chance she'll find out eventually, yeah?"

Any issues of timeline can be explained by "my mom can travel through time and sometimes forgets that."

Anyway, there's a chance she will, but she also sees multiple universes or something at once, so something like this would ultimately slip through the cracks. It happens. She's got a lot to be worried about.

"... I would simply not forget I could rewrite history, but she's got a whole different kinda brain ta be able ta do that in the first place, so... Moot point I guess.

... Yeah, that's a good thing ta bank on. 'Cept with the fact she's got alot ta be worried 'bout. That's nothin' good. Anything that can worry 'er..."

It's been stuff weighed on her for a while, from what I can tell. She tells me to not think too hard about it, since it's something that I ended up involved in some way or another. And if I think too hard, I might crack and all that.

*you're almost pretty sure you know exactly what she's been told to not think, if she knows Soran.*

He blinks.

"... Ya thought 'bout it already, didn't ya."

You know that moment when you're trying to sleep, and your mind just keeps thinking?

Of course I thought about it. But it's like handling fine glass or expensive china. You're overall better off not touching it unless it's a special occasion.

And it isn't that "special occasion" yet.

"I'm real worried what ya think that special occasion might be, but also ain't completely my business, so... But I get the gist you're looking for."

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